I started to cook dinner around seven and I heard dad stumble to the kitchen. His glazed eyes danced around the room before settling on mine.
"Where the liquor?" he asked allowing his eyes to drift once more. I couldn't answer for a second as I began having vivid flash backs of how it was the last time he asked, and I told him to wait. I shook my head to get rid of the images and answered slowly, "In the shed." Then I resumed cooking.
When he returned from the shed he sat in the seat on the opposite side of the kitchen island.
"How was your day, son?" He slurred.
"Umm, it was pretty good and you?" I asked, curious towards his inquisitiveness.
"Well, there's something I need to tell you so don't interrupt me. Someone at the bar today told me I was an alcoholic and I didn't like it so I threw my fist at him."
"Dad you can't do that!"
"Don't interrupt me! I found that out when the police arrived. They asked me why I did it and I told them my wife passed away not so long ago, so they didn't press anything. Then they said that they needed to take me on a holiday to a place where there are lots of people like me. So when you come home tomorrow I won't be here. I have arranged for a nanny to come here every Monday, Wednesday and Saturday just to check on you and I was thinking that you could get a roommate. I'm going to a better place, Son. Don't look so scared." Then he turned and left.
That was the last time I watched him fumble with the light switch and bump into the door frame. That was the last time I saw my dad.
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Deaf Love
RomanceIvy is a normal girl, except she has been deaf since birth. Daniel is the new kid, he is finding hard to make friends and is kinda nerdy. What happens when a nerd meets a deaf girl?
